Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1887-02-17
THAT GRAHAM GIRL.

as live! Nor does Cara Murray. 10
think what lovely time we had antici-
pated, with Tracy Loring, the greatest
catch of the year, along and only dear,
fat. stupid Ms. Bartlett for our chape-
ROM There's no knowing what might
have happened had it not been for that
Graham girl
She was goyerness to Mrs. Bartlett
TWO children, Tom and Tiny (thc worst
young ones that ever brcathedD and
Mrs. Bartlett said that she couldn't pos
sibly think Of trusting herself and pre-
cious little ones into the wilderness I'M
less her dear, faithful Helen went along.
So, of course, Helen Graham went, and
so did Tracy Loring, Cara Murray. the
two Avery girls, and their colleglan
cousins, Max and Will Collins.
1t was jolly fun at first, for during the
journey on the cars Cara and | man
aged TO secure Tracy ourselves. Then
we went by stage ten miles to u lonely
farmhouse-a 'jumping-olt place" as
Tracy called u-where we were to get
the guide and boat which were TO take
us up Lake Moosctic-dear me- can
never remember those horrid indian
names! But never mind. Tracy said
that he dian.t just like the looks of our
guide, but Cara and thought him real
romantic. His name was Francesca,
and he was kind OF misunderstanding,
YOU know, with flashing, black eyes,
sWarAy complexion, and long black
hair. And he wore II sort Of picturesque
Indian costume lie talked good deal
to Us girls, and rolled his eyes, and
made up iingiing bits of poetry that
didn't sound bad Tom Bartlett said
that he smellcd of onions and poor
whisky, but Tom was always making
horrid speeches However, this time he
wasn't so far out Of the way, for. if
You'll believe IT, we hadn't been camp
ing out week before that rascally
guide went OIL and left us in the midst
OF 4 bowling wilderness fifteen miles
from any living soul. Took our boat,
tool And we had to make our own
fires, and cook our own meals. and all
that-thugs which we hat paid him to
do Mrs, Bartlett Is over 40, but she
doesn't know thing about housekeep-
iug, lur her husbands sister, who lives
with her, sees 10 everything. As for the
Avery girls, they never enter a kitchen,
nor DO Cara and 1. Tracy Loriug knew
more than we did. for he could make
delicious coffee as well rs broil fish. 1t
was late in the afternoon, with Il cold
rain and wind storm coming ON. so that
It wouldn't have been prudent for the
gentlemen to undertake the long tramp
through the woods back to the Giles
farmhouse Cara and | felt wretched-
". In the first place, we were conscious
of looking drabbled and shabby -tnere's
nothing like that to lower woman
spirits. You see. we had no idea of
what a wild, crazy place the woods
were, and so we had worn dainty suits,
whose ruflles and pulls had soon became
crushed and crumpled. The Avorys
were in the same fix. As for that Ora
ham girl, she wore plain, navy-blue
flannel gown. with short skirt and
blouse waist We had all made fun of
her behind her back, but after a day or
two we were forced to acknowledge that
she looked far more dainty and tidy
than ourselves Anyhow, Tracy Lor-
ing seemed to think her attractive, for,
from the very first, he treated her rs an
equal with Care and me. and she laugh
ed and talked as freely as he did. She
never seemed TO mind the least hint,
not even when one day Cara threw out
something about working-people know
INC their place At first, though she
drew herself up rather stately ishe has
a fine figure9 and looked Cara straight
in the eyes rs if TO find out what she
meant, then a smile began dimphng
the corners Of her mouth, and she sang
out mischeyously:
Whom Adam dclved and Eve span
Who then was the gcntlem1nt
But to 60 back TO the time the guide
left us. We had TO have supper, OF
course, but what and howP
1--WE got some fish, , said Tracy; 'and
! see that Max has picked some black
berries. ! can make the coffee, but the
rest Of the culinary affair, I'll have to
leave In the bands Of you ladies
30, my goodness gracious. -roaned
Mrs. Bartlett. 81 never cooked q MEAL i'm
all my lite"
We an echoed her words, except Helen
Graham. who jumped up lri>kir say
inc: "EI uN 20 tN something though
it won't be very elaborate. for ! fear our
resources are limited PRAY. Mr. Lor-
inc. what does our Iarder coutMua
"Humph! Mostly canned goods, |
l believe There are Some loayes of
bread. but. with Il sujtl "thry look
kind of queer. Miss Graham-th have
pale. Witty green fuzz on the crust!
It's very e>thetic-looging to be sure,
butt doo>u 9 smell goo3.'
Heat and moisture have made 4